O.k. so I have taken a lot from other stories but the details are mostly mine. Soooo if you see anything from one of your stories let me know! Please comment! Constructive criticism is appreciated! Please don’t just dis me! BTW none of any of this has happened to me or anyone I know! Also it’s not making fun of emos! I just love the emo stories I read here so I decided to make a couple
Oh sht. somebody knows!
â€œHello Serena! How are you doing today?â€
â€œFineâ€, I mumble with my head down, sunglasses on, hair covering my face.
â€œIs there anything you want to tell me?â€
Yes. â€œNoâ€, I say.
â€œYou can tell me anything, you know that right?â€
â€Sureâ€ ya right.
â€œIs it your brother?â€ Oh, right I forgot to tell you I had two brothers. Now I have one. He is a bit of a crack head and we arenâ€™t that close but he loves me and heâ€™s all I got left. People always assume it bothers me that my brother does crack, but it doesnâ€™t. They like to believe he hits me, but they couldnâ€™t be more wrong if they tried.
â€œWhy do people always assume itâ€™s my brother that causes the problem?â€ I ask in soft mumble. Thatâ€™s the only way I really talk, if I even talk at all. Softly.
â€œHoney (I hate it when she calls me honey), it may be because he does drugs.â€ Yeesh blunt much?
â€œItâ€™s not my brother!â€ Even this is soft.
â€œThen who is it honey?â€ she asks a little kinder.
â€œIf I tell you heâ€™ll kill me.â€ This shockâ€™s her, I can tell.
â€œNo he wonâ€™t honey we can protect you.â€
I canâ€™t hold it in any longer so I blurt it out to a person I donâ€™t even completely trust. I give out all of my (major) secrets.
â€œMy mom and dad hate me. Before you say this is a normal thing to think let me say this: My dad killed Darren. He was defending me one night when my father came home drunk. If that shocked you this is going to knock your socks of lady. My dad beats me and forces himself on me whenever he wants, and my mom just stands by and encourages him, and telling me I deserve it and that Iâ€™m lucky heâ€™s even doing it because Iâ€™m too ugly to ever get a guy!â€ As I was talking she got a completely horrified look on her face, and as she started to reach for her desk phone I said quietly â€œIf you tell anyone what I just told you either he will kill me or I will do it myself.â€ With that I grabbed my bag and left.